Chapter 114

This time, Shen Ning spits not phlegm, but a mouthful of blood, falling on the ground, dazzling red.

"Sister, to tell you the truth, my sister is suffering from tuberculosis. You don't have to ask the Lord to help me find a doctor to cure it. Even if the gods come down to the earth, my disease will not be cured." Shen Ning finally stopped coughing, wiped the blood on her lips and sighed for a long time.

She was pale and out of breath, looking like she was dying.

"What! It's really tuberculosis Shen Biyun's eyes are about to pop out.

"Sister, my sister knows that you have a good heart. My sister has tuberculosis. No one dares to come to see me. Only you care about your sister Cough, cough Shen Ning didn't finish a word. She had a big cough again.

Shen Biyun stepped back and covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve.

At this time, she really hated herself. Why didn't she listen to Lan Xiang's advice and have to come in to see the tuberculosis ghost, and her skirt was smeared with phlegm.

She stares at that piece of phlegm on skirt, suddenly a burst of nausea, "vomit" almost spit out.

"Elder sister, my sister is not well, so I don't want to stay much. Here are some gifts that the Lord gave to my sister. My sister specially sent it to my sister. I hope my sister will recover soon. My sister will leave first."

Shen Biyun hurriedly explained two front door words, indicating that Lanxiang would leave the gift she had brought with her. She walked quickly and quickly, as if a tiger was chasing after her buttocks.

Before going out, she almost tripped over the threshold. Fortunately, Lanxiang helped her in time, but she was scared out of a cold sweat.

Shen Ning was amused and added to the fire: "sister, the phlegm on the skirt You must clean it when you go back, otherwise It's easy to get tuberculosis like my sister Cough... "

Shen Biyun's body suddenly became stiff. She felt that her pink dress embroidered with peony flowers seemed to be crawling with caterpillars. She was so miserable that she wanted to take it off immediately.

"It's my sister who soiled my sister's skirt. My sister might as well take it off and let Xiao Ru clean it for you. If she doesn't like it, she'll wear her skirt?" Shen Ning said again.

"No No need. " Shen Biyun said stiffly. He went out without looking back. He left the courtyard door in one breath. Then he took off his long skirt and threw it on the ground with hatred.

Her heart was filled with hatred, and she looked back at the old gate, and the anger in her eyes almost gushed out.

Bitch! Damned bitch!

She soiled her favorite skirt!

She still remembers the first time she wore this pink peony skirt, Chu Shaoyang's eyes were staring at her, and the passion in those eyes almost melted her.

She specially wore this dress. She originally wanted to show off in front of Shen Ning and show off his kindness to her. She was angry with her half dead.

But all her efforts were in vain.

Before she boasted, she was dirty with phlegm.

Shen Biyun almost bit his silver teeth.

Don't curse me!

She swore with hatred in her heart. Shen Ning's weak and spitting blood appeared in her mind. It seemed that it would be very difficult to live through the night. Her heart felt much more comfortable.

Maybe tomorrow she can wait for the good news.

But What if this wretch's life is too big to die?

Shen Biyun's eyes turned and fell on the pink skirt on the ground. An idea crept into his head, and suddenly he gave a sad smile.

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